"Comfortable, sweetheart?" Caleb sneered, noticing my movement.
"Could be better," I shot back, my voice steady despite the fear gnawing at me.
Serena took a step forward, her boot clicking against the concrete. "You're bold for someone in your position. But soon, you'll be begging for mercy."
I swallowed hard, trying to keep my cool. "Talon won't let anything happen."
"Is that so?" Serena raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think he can save you?"
"Because he always does," I said, my voice firm. "And when he finds you, you'll wish you’d never touched me."
Caleb chuckled, a low, menacing sound. "Oh no, I'm shaking in my boots."
I glanced around the warehouse, taking in every detail. The stack of crates in the corner, the broken windows high up on the walls, the metal door that lo
